كلمات Elevator Days

I'm not discussing this now I'll save it for rainy days I'm pulling out all my hair I'll tell you how the floor tastes I'm not complaining at all I'm simply figuring out the way to get back home, back then Hey, hey And other nights where I had felt prepared Couldn't match the times where we just never cared Cause recklessly is where the best of me calls home I'll probably end up alone This whole discussion and talk while staring down at the floor I like when you seem nervous Too much talking makes me bored Can't find a reason to be the things that I used to see I'm trying to make you proud I think about everything I'm really working on me I know it's hard to accept I'm really working on me I know it's hard to forget There's nights that I couldn't stop I don't know when to quit I'm carelessly exact You can call this selfish, my self self-benefit And other nights where I had felt prepared Couldn't match the times where we just never cared. I'm really working on me I know it's hard to accept I'm really working on me I know I'm hard to forget